Gossip Girl s03e14 Episode Script

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- I love you.
- Dan.
- Not the reaction I hoped for.
- What is that? From my father, and it's opened.
You don't get to judge me ever again.
You didn't sleep with your ex-husband.
I did kiss him, but that's all.
You have the wrong idea.
I'm not some sort of trophy husband.
It's okay.
We all sacrifice our independence for love.
- You took the wrong boat.
- No this is the one with cash.
Mine had E in it.
I spent 18 years accepting the fact my mother was dead.
Your real mother would never turn her back on a chance to know you.
- I don't have a real mother, Blair.
- It doesn't mean you're alone.
I really think that we should try to take this slow.
Yeah.
I was thinking the same thing.
This wasn't a date.
You want one, you have to ask.
Where has she been? And who am I? That's one secret I'll never tell.
You know you love me.
XOXO Gossip Girl.
Get up and go at it, Upper East Side.
I hear Little J is having foreign relations with a handsome attaché.
We always knew she had friends in high places.
But how low will she go? What are you doing here? Your stepmom hadn't gotten up before noon all week.
If she does you'll spend the day in my closet.
Mm.
Kinky.
Just wanted to make sure we're on for tonight.
Well, yeah, I was thinking Italian.
Maybe Morandi or II Buco.
If you don't want to go downtown, we could walk to Tony's.
Uh, not that I don't love popcorn and a movie but it's Saturday night.
I wanted to go out.
We are.
In fact, we have half a dozen deliveries to make at some parties.
- Again? You're the only dealer in town? - No rest for the wicked.
I have to leave these here for the day, if that's cool.
Yeah, okay.
Jenny's drug way station.
The one good thing about my parents being in this huge, unexplained fight.
I can think of others.
- Hey, don't you want to answer that? - No.
Hello, Father.
No.
I can't this evening.
I have plans.
Just a friend.
Okay.
All right.
Shall we take care of this? What? Nothing.
Ow.
Since when do you cook? Honestly, I didn't even know we had a fridge until this morning.
Hey, hey, hey.
We're not heathens.
Stop.
- Told you I was good in the kitchen.
- Olives I could have done without.
Not really a breakfast food.
I'm still hungry.
Doesn't Rufus make brunch on Saturdays? I prefer this breakfast.
- Oh, God! - Oh, God.
- Chuck! - Of course.
Not to be outdone.
- God forbid.
- Yes! That's it! God! Yes! Oh, don't stop.
God! - Chuck! Oh, God, that's it, yeah.
- Hello.
- Hey, it's me.
- Chuck? - Where are you? - Early meeting.
I forgot my cell.
Can you stick it in my briefcase? - God, yes, Chuck! Don't stop! - Uh, Blair is sort of in there right now.
I need you to grab it.
She can get curious, and now is not a good time.
- Oh, God, yes.
- Yeah, man.
Will do.
Great.
Yes.
God, Chuck.
Thank you.
God! Chuck! Yes! - Oh, God, Chuck.
- Blair.
Yes.
Right there.
Oh.
- Haven't you heard of knocking? - I did.
You didn't hear.
- We heard you, though.
- I'm sorry.
- Was it awkward? - Are you trying to prove a point? Yes.
But I shouldn't have to.
I'm glad I got Chuck's couch Scotchgarded.
Now, if you'll excuse me, Louis Vuitton is doing metallic booties for spring.
- B.
- S? Talk to me.
Tell me what's wrong.
Chuck and I aren't connecting right now.
You mean Not just like that.
- But thanks for the constant reminder.
- Sorry.
He's shutting me out, in his head all the time.
Normally, I'd chalk it up to just him being him, but last week he went through something.
And if he's still upset, I just want him to be able to talk to me.
How do you pull these things out of him? Pretty much what you just heard, sans fashion magazine.
I tried all my tricks.
He's not interested.
I just want to make him feel better.
- Hey.
Melissa.
- Dan.
Bit overdressed, aren't we? I have boardshorts if you want to join me.
Hit Ocean Drive? Um Heh.
Maybe some other time.
Just listen to me.
I know I screwed up.
And I don't blame you for not returning my phone calls.
But I miss you.
What I said at the hospital, I meant it as a friend.
- It's cool, you don't have to explain.
- No, I do.
Because I want things to go back to the way they were.
We can hang out today.
Remind ourselves how normal it can be.
- The dorm's throwing this party tonight.
- I love parties.
- And I'm going with Paul.
- I love Paul.
Think the three of us would be weird? Weird? No, no.
I'll bring a date.
What date? If you would have returned any number of my 10,000 calls you would know that I started seeing someone.
It's not serious at all, but, uh Look, it'll be fun.
And normal.
I promise.
- Fine.
The party starts in an hour.
- Okay, great.
All right.
Wait.
What's her name? Melissa.
Her name's Melissa.
It's a good name.
See you soon.
Hi, hey.
Do you know a girl named Melissa? Everybody decent in here? Oh, okay.
Ah.
- Got it.
- What are you doing? My phone's dead, gonna use Chuck's.
There's a phone in the living room.
- I know.
I wanted to check a tweet.
- Wait.
- Chuck asked you to grab his phone.
- Chuck called? No.
I mean, he called, but he wanted me to put his phone in his briefcase.
- God, I miss that.
- What? Dating someone who's a horrible liar.
So much easier.
Chuck didn't want me to see his phone.
Hand it over, Archibald.
Nate.
There's half a dozen calls from a number I've never seen and a message.
Jenny.
I'm just going out for a coffee.
Hi, Lily.
You're up really early.
Uh, you remember Damien, right? He just stopped by.
What is going on here? Or do I even have to ask? Lily, I'm so sorry.
Please, please, don't tell my dad.
- Please.
- I want you in the living room now.
You, get dressed.
I shouldn't.
I turned over a new leaf.
A new, non-meddling leaf from the trust tree.
If he wants to keep secrets, then But he shouldn't.
Something is bothering him.
He's not telling me.
What am I supposed to do? Right? Blair.
Put the phone down, and talk to him when he gets home.
What? It's this number.
It's the same number he called me from this morning.
Charles, it's me again.
I know I keep calling, but you haven't returned them.
There are things you need to know.
Things I need to tell you.
I'm still at The Algonquin, but I'm checking out today.
Hope you change your mind.
Elizabeth Fisher was staying at The Algonquin.
- Who's Elizabeth Fisher? - Her name used to be Evelyn.
And she's my mother.
And just like that, we get the mother of all questions.
Chuck, how is it even possible? Bart told you your mother died.
He also told me kids wore suits to kindergarten and that blue-chip stocks are great for birthday gifts.
He told me what he wanted me to believe.
Chuck ran into a woman at Bart's grave and tracked her down.
She told us she was just one of Bart's friends, but I guess - You okay, man? - Why wouldn't I be? You don't seem excited.
After thinking your mother is gone you have a second chance.
- For what? - Why come back? - She's here now.
Who cares why? I've got a pretty good idea what her motivation is.
- Throw this away.
- Chuck, no.
- Serena - You have no idea what happened years ago.
Why she stayed away.
- You have to at least let her explain.
- No, I really don't.
I'm going to the bar for a drink.
If you plan on doing more sleuthing behind my back I can leave you the combination for the hotel safe.
- He's gonna be fine.
- He's being crazy.
- What are we gonna do? - Nothing.
You didn't see his face when he confronted this woman.
He's had enough pain.
If he doesn't want to hear her story, I'm gonna respect that.
And so will you.
I'm gonna take off.
I don't really feel like playing the scared-boyfriend role.
No one's asking you to play the boyfriend role.
Okay.
What's so important you couldn't tell me over the phone? Well, Jenny had a friend stay over last night and I thought it would be a good idea for us to talk about it.
So how long have you and Vanessa known each other? Oh, we've been best friends since we were kids.
- I was actually talking to Paul.
- Right.
Of course.
We met at a cabaret last semester and the theme was fairy tales so it's appropriate that I met my prince charming.
Dan was Prince Charming.
- Where did you meet? - In the hallway.
I was lost.
This building can be very tricky when you don't live here.
Let's go hit a beach ball around.
- Sure.
- Yeah.
- We gonna talk about what's going on? - More drinks first.
I'm sorry.
But A Blair Waldorf apology without a caveat? Sounds serious.
Which is why I'm here if you wanna talk.
Or if you don't.
Even if she is my mother she isn't.
It doesn't change anything.
The past belongs to the past.
I think we should go to Bart's grave one last time drop that off and never look back.
Come here.
Where do I start? How could you let this happen? - I didn't let anything happen.
- Jenny is not Serena.
Children need boundaries.
- Dad, l - Excuse me, sir.
We fell asleep watching TV.
I know that sounds like Teenage Excuses for Dummies.
- I appreciate that you're concerned - The worst part of being the father of a teenage girl is remembering when you were a teenage boy.
- Pack your bags.
You're coming with me.
- Dad, I live here.
- Not anymore.
Back to Brooklyn.
- You can't do that.
- Pack your bags or I will.
- Okay, fine.
I'll do it myself.
- Can we please talk about this? - No, Lily, we can't.
And while she's packing her stuff, maybe I'll grab what's left of my own.
Somewhere along the way My hopefulness turned to sadness Somewhere along the way - Hey.
- Hey.
Where's Melissa? Uh Oh, she's salsa dancing.
Paul? She seems nice.
- I knew this was gonna be weird.
- What? We're not in a friendship groove.
Too much pressure.
Too much pressure? There's no pressure.
Hey, problem solved.
What could be friendlier than taking a mock photo? Come on.
Oh.
All right, come on.
- Uh, photo? - Huh? - Right, that was - You know, it's All these mojitos in a confined space and the heat.
Right.
Miami.
Um, so photo.
Hey.
We come in peace.
- Whatever you need, we're here for you.
- We made reservations at Kellari.
Greeks know how to do comfort food.
What do you say? Well, I guess I could use the walk.
And some food in my system.
- Sure we're doing the right thing? - It's his mother.
You know Chuck.
He just needs a little push.
Careful, S.
You may think you know what's best but this time, you might just be pushing your Chuck.
- What? - Nothing.
Our drinks would be nice.
Maybe some bread.
You haven't eaten bread since middle school.
So, buddy, how are you holding up? Good? Yeah, I'm fine.
- No.
It wasn't me.
- We - We called her.
- You're making a mistake.
One you'll regret for life.
Why not just listen? - That's it.
Let's go.
- Blair.
You know I'm right.
No matter what he says, it will eat away at him.
Chuck.
She's here now, and she wants to talk to you.
Whatever she has to say, it's better than not knowing.
Fine.
Everything seems to go wrong When I stop drinking Everything seemed to go My way last night - I forgot our drinks.
- Melissa and I grabbed some.
- Oh.
- And we got to talking.
He was surprised to find out we just met this morning.
- This morning? - Before you called and told me you wanted to get back together.
Back together? - How do you feel about dancing? - No.
- I can explain.
- Melissa, please? - Can you wait one second? - We get it.
Whatever is between you, do something about it or don't.
But, please, don't bring normal people into whatever this is.
This was a mistake.
I was brought here under false pretences.
Your friend Serena told me that you know who I am.
"Friend" is a pretty loose term right now.
- They're talking.
- See.
I knew if they got to Shh.
Eat your spanakopita.
- I don't know where to start.
- Lf it's all the same to you why don't we skip to the end of the story? I'm sorry? - What's he doing? - Oh, Chuck.
I know why you're here.
- Yes.
To talk.
- Really? Well, we'll see how much you want to talk because I bet it's not as much as this.
She doesn't want the money.
She won't take it.
She just wants to talk to him.
- Ugh.
I'm going over there.
- Serena.
Sit your ass down.
- Wow.
- No judgment.
No strings attached but one.
I don't wanna know your story.
I want to know you'll leave and never come back.
This is really what you want? I'm sorry, Charles.
You're right.
Expensive lunch, but it was worth it.
By the way, you were wrong.
What are you still doing here? Do you want my dad to kill you? Right.
Well, I assume you're not leaving without these.
I will be taking these but I actually came to say goodbye.
Okay.
Well, goodbye, "friend.
" That's what you called me on the phone to your dad, right? - So? - So I'm getting exiled to Brooklyn because of our relationship, and I don't even know if we have one.
Jenny, you're in high school.
Your father's not completely out of line.
Okay.
Hey.
You know, wait a second.
I'm not gonna go write your name in a heart on my binder, okay? But you cannot expect me to start World War III with my dad without giving me something to fight for.
- What difference does it make? - Your father won't let you see me again.
- Now who's in high school? I fight with my dad all the time.
Last year I ran away.
- I'm not afraid to stand up to him.
- Jenny.
Jenny, what are you doing? Jenny.
Whose are these? They're mine.
Watch your step, Little J.
Damien may be your drug of choice but it looks like this love could be bad medicine.
- Look, I can explain.
- Oh, believe me, you will.
Right now.
Did you know about this? No, Rufus, I did not know about a giant bag of pills.
Jenny, what are you doing? I may be a bitch, but I'm not a little bitch.
I told you I wasn't afraid.
Are you taking these or selling them? I want the truth.
- They're for a friend.
- Please don't make this worse.
Okay, I don't get what the big deal is.
You didn't spend those years on the tour bus reading.
There's a difference between sharing a joint and getting caught with a sack full of narcotics.
This is serious, Jenny.
Okay.
So let's just get it over with, then.
Am I grounded for life? Military school? What? Probably both.
This goes way past that, Jenny.
See, I look at you, and I don't see my daughter anymore.
The drugs don't belong to Jenny.
They're mine.
Actually, they're my father's.
- Chuck.
Chuck, wait.
- You were looking for a fairy-tale ending.
Next time rent a movie.
Leave me out of it.
- I just wanted him to have answers.
- Please.
You and I both know why you did this, and it has nothing to do with Chuck.
You're right.
I'm sorry, I should go.
- Hey, I'll go with you.
- Nate, I need to be alone right now.
What do you mean, it had nothing to do with Chuck? Sorry, Nate.
Vanessa, hey.
We need to talk about this.
- What? - Our Our kiss.
What's there to discuss? We both had too many mojitos.
Why did you lie to me about dating Paul? Because I knew you had feelings for me.
I didn't want things to be awkward between us.
If I was dating Paul, you wouldn't get your hopes up.
- Come on - Don't get all Dan Humphrey on me.
- Melissa? Really? - All right.
Fine, fine.
Not my best plan.
I shouldn't have lied either.
I was trying to protect our friendship.
I didn't want you to feel weird.
That stopped being an option the minute you told me you had feelings for me.
I wish you'd never done that.
I think I need another mojito.
I'm I'll see you around.
So after my mother left, I thought my father just wanted to have a good time.
But, of course, it escalated and he started going on these benders.
One day he disappeared for two days.
I thought he was dead.
And you didn't tell anyone? Had no one to tell.
My mother wasn't an option.
Then he came back in, filthy with a broken arm and no recollection of what happened.
- Oh, my God.
- The good news was I think it scared him enough that he got sober.
I got my father back.
Or at least I thought I did, until I saw these this morning in his room.
That's when I came over here to see Jenny.
Jenny's really been here for me lately.
While we're clearing the air, I want you to know I didn't spend the night in your home last night.
Jenny was just trying to protect me.
- By letting me believe Damien slept here.
- I was trying to distract you from seeing the pills.
- I don't understand why you brought the drugs over.
- It was reckless.
And I'm sorry for putting you and Jenny in that position.
I just thought if I got the pills away from my dad that everything would be okay.
I'm sorry.
Do you wanna talk? Or No talking.
Well, that was certainly a crazy story.
Where did you get that, Intervention? I mean, it sounded so real.
- They totally bought it.
- Yeah, there's nothing to buy.
It's true.
Damien, they're upstairs.
They can't hear you.
Except for the part about my dad getting sober.
I'm so sorry.
I had no idea.
No one does.
I'd leave, except I feel like if I disappear he'd have absolutely no reason to ever come home.
I'm really glad you told me.
Well, the pills have been flushed.
It's time for Damien to go.
And us too, Jenny.
Just be happy you have a father who actually cares what you do.
Thanks, Dad.
I really liked Damien, and he liked me.
You're young.
You'll get over it.
Get your suitcase.
Elizabeth? I'm sorry.
I need to leave.
Can I just have a moment of your time, please? Charles was pretty clear about his feelings.
It's not for him.
It's for me.
Well, S, looks like Chuck's mom isn't the only one with baggage.
My dad left when I was a little girl.
I don't know when or if I'll ever know why.
I wanna know why you left.
I know it must not be easy, but I don't think you would've come back if you didn't wanna tell your story.
I I was 19 when I got pregnant.
Nowhere near ready to be a mother.
We agreed I'd give the baby up for adoption.
But I saw a picture of you holding Chuck in the locket.
- You couldn't go through with it? - No.
It was Bart who couldn't go through with it.
Once he saw his son, that was it.
- He even asked me to marry him.
- You weren't married? No.
And I wasn't about to be.
I didn't love him.
I told him that.
So he blackmailed you, then.
Told you that if you left you'd never see your son? I'm the one who told him to tell Charles I was dead.
It was the only way I knew that he'd never come looking for me.
That way I could go on with my life as if he never happened.
But you must've had regrets.
And knowing Bart, he wouldn't have made it easy to come back.
Right? Bart sent me money every year to keep me away but the truth is, he didn't have to.
I didn't doubt my decision.
I know this wasn't what you were hoping to hear but now you know why it's better if I just leave.
My son wants to hate me.
I don't blame him.
You know, I've I've known Chuck my whole life.
And he's better than anyone I know at pushing people away.
I don't care what he says or does but there's no child that doesn't wanna know their parent.
Happiness hit her Like a train on a track Dan.
Can I talk to you for a sec? Uh, yeah.
Yeah, excuse me.
Look, you're right, I lied to you about Paul and then kissed you because I have feelings for you.
I'm scared, because I don't want to ruin our friendship.
- Neither do I.
- We're in this no man's land.
We aren't hooking up because we wanna stay friends.
We aren't friends because we wanna hook up.
- Nobody's winning.
- We're being so cautious we're ruining everything.
- We're hurting our friendship by not hooking up.
- We should throw down and see what happens.
If we go up in flames And least we know we burned trying.
I'm scared.
Run fast for your mother Run fast for your father Run for your children For your sisters and brothers Leave all your love And your longing behind You can't carry it with you If you want to survive The dog days are over Dad, I'm sorry.
I know I'm probably grounded until I go to college but, please, is there any way that Damien can have visitation rights? I understand that you like Damien.
But you can't see him.
- Dad.
- You lied to us to protect this boy.
Whatever's happening in his home life I can't have you spending time with someone mixed up with drugs.
Lily, please.
You get it, right? Jenny, I'm sorry.
Your father's right.
You're taking Dad's side because you guys are in a fight.
- This has nothing to do with us.
- Really? Because Lily's sleeping till noon every day.
You're hiding at the loft.
Just because you found something you agree on, it doesn't mean you're right.
- Where are you going? - I'll be waiting downstairs.
Let's just get this over with.
I wish you would stay here, and we'd work through this as a family.
Jenny needs a break from this world.
She needs her feet on solid ground.
And I think I need that too.
At least for a while.
I'm sorry for not telling you about Elizabeth calling.
I wasn't trying to shut you out.
Then, what was it? I was hoping I could find out who she was without ever knowing why she did what she did.
Writing the check was just a test.
But I wanted her to pass, not fail.
As soon as I handed it to her, I didn't want her to take it.
It's the front desk.
Hello? Okay, Patricia, hold on.
Elizabeth Fisher is in the lobby.
She wants to come up.
All right, you ready to go? Jenny? Jenny? There comes a time when every father learns you can't keep a bad girl down.
- Hey, what are you doing here? - Well, I thought you'd be here.
- Where'd you go? - Um I went to see Chuck's mother.
Why? Because of my dad.
I've been trying to find him.
I just wanna talk to him to understand why he left.
I've come close to finding him.
I tracked him down last summer but, um, he didn't wanna see me.
And he wrote me a letter explaining.
He was with my mother.
That's why you've been avoiding your mom.
I felt like somehow his letter meant something.
You know? But truth is, he knows where I am now.
He hasn't come to find me.
I think talking to Elizabeth made me finally realize that he just doesn't wanna be found.
Why didn't you tell me any of this? Well, things have been so good with us, so fun I didn't wanna bring any heaviness into it ruin things.
Yeah, I mean, this time has been incredible.
I mean, we broke my dresser.
I'm enjoying every minute of it.
I just I wanna be that person you can bring anything to.
The good and the bad.
Me too.
Did you ever think that maybe if that's the way your father feels, he's not worth finding? I know it's probably not the story you wanted to hear.
I wanted you to know the truth.
And I thought my father was the heartless one.
- Chuck.
- You have every right to hate me.
- But I wanna be in your life.
- For a price, of course.
I don't want this.
I thought it would be better if you could hate me but I think it's better if you know me.
I've decided to stay in New York.
I'm willing to wait as long as it takes.
I want to know my son.
Wait.
It seems like all that money should at least buy you a drink.
I was worried it wasn't gonna be as good without Olivia.
It's almost like she brought us down.
If I had to grade us - A-minus.
- God, I was gonna say A-plus.
Well, minus for the first time, due to the elbow incident but after that, plus, plus, plus.
The reason, um I was freaked out when you told me how you felt was because with us, it feels like it's all or nothing.
I know.
If we hooked up, it puts everything in fast-forward.
We'd have to be married before graduation.
Our friends would be getting their first STDs and we'd be celebrating our first wedding anniversary.
So let's just take it one day at a time? Keep being friends.
Yeah.
As long as we can keep doing this.
You're gonna be in a lot of trouble.
Yeah.
Well, you better make my punishment worth it.
My dad might've flushed your stash but I raided Lily's medicine cabinet.
She sometimes gets headaches.
- A hell of a headache.
- We could go to the party and you could maybe sell those instead.
Or we could skip the party.
And do what? - Rufus? - No, Miss Lily, it's me.
- Is that Rufus' scarf? - It was turned in, lost and found.
He wasn't wearing it today.
I did not want to say this, but Dorota insist.
Miss Holland say Rufus left this at her apartment.
I am sure he was just down there talking about rooftop garden.
Thank you, Vanya.
I'm sure that was it.
Hey, it's me, Serena.
I still don't know if this is your number but I wanted you to know that I'm not looking for you anymore.
I thought maybe you wanted to know me but now it's me that doesn't wanna know you.
I'm done.
See you tomorrow.
Enjoy your talk.
Call me in the morning.
Thank you.
I will.
Spotted: Chuck Bass breaking bread with his mother.
Looks like our little boy lost is finally found.
- What do you wanna know? - Ha, ha.
Everything.
For now, at least.
XOXO, Gossip Girl.